Chapter 441: Chapter 440: Tibetan Plateau Chapter 441: Chapter 440: Tibetan Plateau The border of Tibet, where continuous mountains stretch across the southwest of the Great Sumr Kingdom.
Located on a plateau, these mountains are perennially covered in shimring white snow, with the sunlight directly beaming down on the sparkling Pangong Lake, resembling a flawless blue gemstone nestled among the mountains.
A mixed infantry company was stationed by the shores of Pangong Lake, and bursts of cheering could be heard from within the camp.
A young man with a buzz cut picked up his military uniform from the ground and draped it over his shoulder.
He shook his slightly dizzy head and subsequently sat down with a thump on a fallen soldier.
Wang Xing wore an impish smile on his face and spat out bloody saliva as he arrogantly said, “Who else wants to try grandpa here?”
Following that taunt, the noisy jeering around him gradually subsided, and a few boys with flushed, high-altitude cheeks exchanged glances before pouncing on Wang Xing.
“F*ck, you guys have no honor!”
Wang Xing was pinned down on the gravel, struggling constantly, his sun-darkened face flushed red until he finally collapsed on the ground like a dead fish.
Seeing him stop struggling, the rough soldiers gradually relaxed. One of them chuckled, “Weren’t you yelling about taking on ten guys? You’ve only handled five and you’re already giving up, pathetic… Sh*t!”
Seizing their mont of laxity, Wang Xing twisted his waist, kicked up one leg like a hanging golden hook, and struck the man’s nape before he rolled away and got up. “Hehe, co at again, whoever backs down is a coward.”
“Damn, beat him till he cries.”
As the few n scrambled, a higher wave of noise erupted in the camp.
In the main tent of the camp, a young officer watched the brawling soldiers with a smile. He was stood erect in a crisp military uniform, a pair of gold-rimd glasses resting on his prominent nose.
Luo Feng glanced at the ti, turned around, and walked toward the map table inside the tent.
“Report!”
“Co in.”
The thick tent flap opened, and an ordinary-looking young man entered, saluting, “Lieutenant Luo, soone has arrived from headquarters.”
“Hmm,” Luo Feng leisurely wiped his glasses with a handkerchief, not bothering to look up as he blew off so non-existent dust, “Bring them in.”
“Yes!”
The tent flap was pulled open again, and a female officer in military attire walked in.
Her short, neat hair complented her crisp uniform, which outlined her figure perfectly.
After the female officer entered the tent, she looked around, a hint of surprise in her eyes—it was her first ti seeing such a clean military tent stationed abroad.
“Hello, Luo Feng.”
Luo Feng put on his glasses, glanced at the female soldier’s insignia, saluted, and extended his hand with a perfectly asured smile.
“Wei Xiao” shook his hand lightly, and the female officer nad Wei Xiao handed Luo Feng a docunt, “This is the appointnt from above. For the coming period, I will be staying in your mixed unit as an observer.”
“Observer?” Luo Feng looked through the docunt and then raised his head to ask Wei Xiao, “Observe what?”
“Mutant creatures,” Wei Xiao’s reply was succinct.
Luo Feng was taken aback, not quite understanding the female officer’s aning.
Their mixed border army unit was an anomaly among all the Great Sumr military forces, comprised of soldiers who were ruffians from various legions or handpicked by senior officials.
Therefore, when it ca to mutant creatures, the mixed unit was like a big mix, with creatures running on land, swimming in water, and flying in the sky; hence, they didn’t prioritize training in this area very much.
The criteria for being recruited into the mixed unit were to be rowdy, unafraid, and fond of fighting.
Since this area adjoined India, their primary mission was to skirmish with border-crossing Indians. Both high commands tacitly agreed not to use mutant creatures prematurely, which is why the unit’s storehouse held a large amount of cold weapons.
So, it was puzzling that this female officer nad Wei Xiao ca here to observe mutant creatures.
Seeing the confusion on Luo Feng’s face, Wei Xiao explained, “It’s not about observing your mutant creatures, but observing the wild mutant creatures in this area. From now until I receive a redeploynt order, I’ll be an observer with your unit. So, please, Lieutenant Luo, organize regular patrols with your soldiers to the snowy mountains and glaciers to monitor and record the mutant creatures here.”
“Snowy mountains, glaciers?”
Luo Feng quickly zoned in on the key point, “Do we have to check everywhere there’s snow?”
“Yes.” Wei Xiao nodded in confirmation, then added, “Also, starting today, any suspicious persons seen within our national borders must be detained imdiately. If capture is not possible, those who resist are to be killed on the spot.”
Luo Feng’s expression was grave as he realized the seriousness of the situation.
In the Great Xia, the neighboring countries were often coddled, and conflicts generally got played down from serious to trivial.
And issuing such a strict border execution order only happened under one circumstance.
That was during warti regulations.
“I got it, when do we start the reconnaissance mission?”
“The sooner, the better.”
Luo Feng nodded, grabbed his military cap, and turned to walk towards the camp training ground.
At the training ground, a gang of lads was shouting and heckling.
Seeing Luo Feng, the most rambunctious few around the edge imdiately shut their mouths and silently made way.
“Damn it, you gon’ respect that or not!”
In the middle of the training ground, Wang Xing and a few others were tangled up, whispering into each other’s ears – a truly philosophical sight.
Seeing Wei Lin’s astonished expression, Luo Feng scowled, marched forward a few steps, and kicked Wang Xing’s ass.
“Fuck! Which bastard dares sneak attack …”
Wang Xing, his mouth muffled, struggled to turn his head to see who attacked him, his face contorting in the tussle.
Upon seeing Luo Feng’s dark expression, Wang Xing imdiately let go of his hands and feet, scrambling to his feet: “Platoon leader!”
The other disheveled young soldiers hurriedly got up and saluted, all muddled, their bruised faces lined up comically.
Among them, Wang Xing was in the worst state, with a swollen eye and a bleeding mouth.
Luo Feng expressionlessly glanced at his wristwatch.
“One minute!”
The n shivered, swiftly straightened their uniforms, Wang Xing included.
But when he went to fasten his buttons, he realized the buttons on his uniform had long flown off sowhere.
“Ti’s up.”
Luo Feng, with his hands behind his back, coolly scanned over them, his gaze finally resting on Wang Xing, who had managed to fasten only two buttons: “You, weighted frog jumps for five kiloters.”
“Yes, sir!”
Wang Xing saluted without averting his eyes, ran to the training ground equipnt area, grabbed a ten-kilogram lock, hoisted it over his head, and then started to frog jump.
Seeing this, the remaining young soldiers exchanged looks, tugged at their collars, and their buttons imdiately burst off.
“Report, my buttons fell off too.”
Luo Feng squinted, “Very well, weighted frog jumps for ten kiloters.”
“Yes, sir!”
The few lads turned around, grinning at Wang Xing, winking as they passed him, teasing, “Wang Xing, you wimp, why only five kiloters? Co sniff brother’s skin tonight, see if it’s sweet!”
“Hahaha!”
Wang Xing, unable to tolerate such mockery, suddenly dropped the weight, turned around gritting his teeth and shouted, “Luo Feng you son of a bitch, who are you looking down on, why only five kiloters for ?”
“Pfft.”
Wei Xiao burst out laughing upon hearing this.
The other onlookers had looks of admiration.
Luo Feng’s expression remained the sa, a slight smile even playing at his lips: “Well then, Wang Xing’s physical punishnt is canceled.”
“Fuck off, I’m gonna jump!” Wang Xing picked up the weight and yelled at the few brothers ahead, “You bastards, twenty kiloters and whoever chickens out is a wimp.”
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